Nonnet - Mints

Mints are fresh and daring, but quite one cheering

Little blue, red or white surely are mix

Candy, tangy, minty, spicy, sweet and sour

Tall, long, short, roundly shape however

Chew, crunch, suck, or taste

It matters not whatever

You will taste

Delightfully savor

Mints

Nonnet - Summer

Summer, sky bright and birds are singing sweet melody

Hearing voices of children happily playing, singing, laughing.

Bikini, sand, sun and sunscreen or tan

Little worry about work or bills

Sweet cold ice cream melting

Vacation, cruise, fun, sun

Relaxation is due

Two months

Summer

Assignment Three

I did not pay attention as I should

It would seem

And I have friends as walls in a room

Who thought not of me but their gray sides

Neglected to whisper the work to me

Walls have ears I should know

But these had, but none could know

Ten poems what am I to do

Ten strips I may have to bear

I’ve learnt my lesson

But alas too late

The death of my assignment mark

Must I watch?

Will I write what comes to head?

Or simply wait and see him die

No, I shall write and struggle to discern

What I have learnt in class,

For good and valid poems

Shall come, in the honor of assignment three

The Beach

Over the Mountain

Thru the valley

A small glimpse of sparkling topaz

Tinged with ruby, inviting thoughts of

Warm caresses and tangy scents

Are understood from a far off

Over the mountain

Thru the valley

Missing You

It's raining now
And how I wish that you were here...
To have, to hold,
To keep the cold from, to you, drawing near
You could fight off the cold
Right here in my arms,
With no need for magic, hocus pocus, or charms
I'd hold you tight to keep you warm
And would be reluctant to let go even after dawn
For the warmth that I'd have shared with you all through the night
Would be returned with your smile in the glow of the morning light

Chest Pain

I'm feeling... What am I feeling?
It's quite a surprise at that
I'm not very familiar with these feelings of the heart

Formerly...

You are....

Over the Mountains Under the Sea

Over the mountains and under the sea,

No one has experienced pain like me,

Weakened emotionally and torn apart,

As though I’m on a roll-a-coaster, but riding a shopping kart,

Taken to the moon and then dropped on my head,

Never to out, just wanting to stay in bed,

Over the mountains and under the sea,

Come, come mend my wounds is my plea,

How deep is the cut, how ugly of a scar,

The injury seems to last forever,

Its pain not subsiding, not for a moment, not ever,

When will it be over, haven’t I endured enough,

Not even the world strongest man is built this tuff,

Over the mountains under the sea,

No person in the world, only God can help me.

Lonely Boy

There once one was lonely, a very lonely boy,

Who believed that he was love’s boy toy,

He says that each time love played him like a string,

For now, I hate love is the only song he could sing,

Who me, never ever he would say,

His love boat a very long time ago, sailed away,

Not another chance, that’s just not for me,

As he thinks, he loves arch-enemy.

Lion

Its courage, its mane, and the fiercest Roar,

My eyes can behold forever and never bore,

What bravery, so strong, such great features,

Created only by God, one of the world greatest creatures.

Sonnet: Loves Pain

Love’s pain is a pain like no other,

Killing me, slowly an softly,

For It can’t be fixed, not even by a doctor.

Generations after generations we feel its pain,

As it tears you from inside,

But there it goes, a next generation gonna feel it again,

Feelings of never ending, loneliness as it forever seems like night,

Always dark, always cold, all ways raining,

Lost in a dark world, that once had light,

Pledges and promises, a lonely man is now born,

A man without a threshold for pain,

For inside he’s forever scared, forever thorn.

In the cruel world of love, never put your whole heart,

Because once love’s got it, that’s where the pain starts.

Rainbow

My eyes no longer shine, so bright,

Whenever I spot that, universe of light,

Where does it begin, I used to wonder,

Every day, every night, even when I slumber,

No longer does it take my heart to a higher place,

Or remind me, of my father’s abundance of grace,

I long for that feeling, to once again overwhelm my heart,

But to get it back, I knoweth not where to start.

Family

A profound bond loving families share
Sweet warmth of endless affection
Above and beyond the call for each other
Sharing life and treasures held dear
Love spawned a brotherhood from old to young
Shining pearls in their faces whenever they meet
A babbling pond or brook who knows
But a family is found easy with no letting go.

Future

Across the fabric of time and space
I ponder on the life I have to embrace
A future in an unfamiliar place
Is this the future that I must chase?
Or should I hope on God’s saving grace?
I pray to Him that I may see his face.

The Beach

Shinning in the sun the blue waters glow,
Like a sapphire with a ring of golden sand,
No clouds in sight opening a canvas of blue,
Rays of light stream down like an intoxicating fever,
Inviting all to bask in the blue for a sweet relief,
The beach, the ocean, the sea it’s all the same to me,
The perfect place on a cloudless day to be.

Residual Emotion

Residual emotion,
Left over devotion,
Love once in motion,
Now lost in the ocean

I want

There's this babe that I want
A real top-class babe that I want
A really sweet "hunny" that I want
O... How I want

Poetry Assignment?

I didn't pay attention in class it would be seem
And I have friends in class who to me are so mean
They neglected to remind me that an assignment was due
Ten poems! What shall I do?

Now, almost too late, my lesson I've learned
I must write and write while I struggle to discern
A good and valid poem from what in class I did learn
A good and valid poem for this grade I must earn

The Teacher

There was a teacher, who lived in Arima,
Who had so many students he didn’t know what to stew.
He took the attendance when they were attentive and gave assignments without assigning.
He teaches while he stitches and eats while leaching.
He pops quizzes that always squeezes.
His essays turn you into pieces.
In presentations he persists beyond your wildness deeds,
He rewards failures that lead to fainting.
Oh for the faint he will not refrain, their faith he will surely reframe.

Fable is his sable,
Your struggle with him will never stumble.
He will never humble, he will always grumble.
Faultless is his structure weakness he will never faultier,
Perfection is just his frontier.

Did I Refrain?

Oh! These old and irritating cross roads,
Why do they keep showing up?
Whether I utilize hire eleven down the dusty old track, or our faithful Bedford
Oh! They just keep showing up.

Covetous, but sympatric, Heartbroken but considerate
Is permission grained? Am I privileged?
The wind slaps my hard face tied by the processing brain;
Inspite building pain the branches laughed in consent they wave.

Oh! Happiness came with
Luxury smiles, fame clams my plains
Indeed pain has just been framed
Distances has just being claimed
Free at last I just proclaimed!

Us

I love her and she loves me
We've shared many many years of unity

A day in the life of a Slipper

The bright sun ray in the stillness of the morning progresses slowly, to enlighten the counters of her face, yet it goes unnoticed. The senses jump! Into motion as a false scene of her surrounding is induced. Lateness is the awareness and I go unnoticed.

Through the night was cold and being confined to the floor near the foot of the bed. The wooden material wanted to offer some warmth but the concentration of this warmth was repelled by the stern temperature of the tiles. Yet I wanted greetings.

My initial thoughts were, let me hide and let you feel the sternness of the tiles that weaken my structure all night long. Let it weaken your mobility and inhibit her progress as you attempt to make up for lost time. I thought by continuing to render my loyalty I will then be noticed, all her to jump right in to take the morning ride.

Before long I noticed that my ride was just temporal, when I was used to collect her “3” inch luxury ride and still not being noticed.

My Learning

With doubts and fears that dispels one’s concerns,

Questioning their capabilities for upcoming turns;

Consolation is the desire pride

The teacher’s goal is the ultimate price.

The collective ambition through corporative teaching is the joy my discerning.

Through weakness and difficulties I persevere.

In the absence of fear, when my name is called reciprocate, to quitting I perfuse.

Endurance I model, hope follows;

The other commuters in this journey are my fellows.

We stand strong to navigate, with our outline in hand we purview.

Too deep, too quick, too true.

Too deep... Too quick... Too true...

Smile

At a University in the South Caribbean
Way way back when
Considered the worst university on the west side of the prime meridian
Way way back since then
Lived a young woman of grace,
A lady so fair
A woman who'd make your heart race
Just knowing she was near

A Limerick gone astray

There once was a woman who's daughter
I thought was quite cute so I stalked her
I followed her around
Recorded her sound
And even though she had me arrested, I still stalked her

A Short Story - "The Fugitive "

The sounds of whirling sirens and the shrieking bars of dogs filled the air. Flashlight and headlight beams pursed through the night sky as the three escapees made a desperate flit for survival. If being hunted down by dog and man alike was not enough, the only prison on the island of St. Lucia was found in the heart of a snake infested forest. This clever move by the government, schemed up to deter would be escapees with fear of being bitten by the twelfth most deadly snake in the world. As they continued to flee through the trees which served as a deadly protector, Marcus the human GPS, a real “bushman” plotted a course for a village found on the far side of the island. The other escapees namely Joseph the thief of the group and James the brains behind the operation, just followed bushman Marcus as he led them deep into the tropical forest.

Ode on How I Met Your Mother S05E16

Just friends with me
While another you see
A friend I'll be
For all eternity

Just friends with me
While another holds you
A friend i'll be
Though I love you through and through

Just friends with me
While your oft' disappointing man you keep
A friend i'll be
My head high: I shall not weep

Just friends with me
We were not meant to be
Unhook me; Set me free
We were not meant to be